P or las noches, amargas lágrimas corren por sus mejillas. Ni uno solo de sus amantes viene a consolarla. Sus amigos le fallaron; ¡se volvieron sus enemigos!
She weeps bitterly in the night And her tears are on her cheeks; She has none to comfort her Among all her lovers. All her friends have dealt treacherously with her; They have become her enemies.
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